319 There is also something valuable about traditional ideas

Mu Qian sat on the human seat at the intersection, and Zheng Lin stood there leaning on the street lamp, looking at the night scene of traffic coming and going on the road in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

If you don't look at the back of a bald man who is sitting on him, the appearance of carrying a schoolbag is still very lethal.

Temptation from a young man.

"Sister Lin, is Wen Yu from the Wen family?"

Zheng Lin looked up at Mu Qian, who was preoccupied, and nodded lightly.

"What this guy said about the Wen family?"

"That's right...... bar. ā€

"Gangster?" Taking this opportunity, Mu Qian also wanted to inquire more about the reality of the City of Colors, and asked, "Is the Wen family a criminal gang?"

"What are you kidding," Zheng Lin whispered, "the Wen family is in control here...... That is, similar to that kind of big conglomerate, which controls the entire color capital, how can it do such a thing. ā€

Mu Qian thought for a while, as if he suddenly thought of something, "Then since this is the case, the Wen family is very big, the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, even if they control the entire color capital, there are some side disciples who don't have much resources to use, and it is possible to do such a thing as drug trafficking." ā€

Zheng Lin was stunned, lowered his head and thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Mu Qian's idea was very reasonable.

"But this kind of thing ......"

Zheng Lin had a look of remembrance on his face, touched his chin and muttered, "If you let the people above know, according to the Wen family's rules, this is a serious crime." ā€

"The Wen family rules are very strict?"

Zheng Lin's face was gloomy, she sighed, and complained in a low voice: "My mother was expelled from the house just for doing a little wrong, you say it's not strict." ā€

Mu Qian smiled and didn't say much.

Zheng Lin realized that she had said too much, and remedied: "Xiao Qian, don't think too much, these are actually some bloody stories, and they were many years ago. ā€

"It's similar to the scripts of those wealthy TV dramas. ā€

"Well, that's pretty much it," Zheng Lin sighed faintly, "Anyway, my little sister is still angry with me now, and this is also my own fault." ā€

An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Mu Qian's mouth.

The man lying on the ground seemed to want to make some small movements, Mu Qian moved his buttocks, and his fingers dotted the bald man's neck without a trace.

The bald man's body trembled and continued to slump on the ground.

Being able to make a cushion for the Demon King is a blessing that many demon demons in the demon world can't cultivate!

Wen Jia......

The controller of the City of Colors, and an excellent demon slayer like Zheng Lin is also the original member of this family, then this family should be the so-called demon slayer family.

It seems that there is still a long history, but compared to a demon slayer organization like Kunwu Mountain, which controls a huge area, the overall strength is much worse.

Mu Qian hadn't heard of it, it was definitely not because the Demon King was too big, but because the overall strength of this family was too weak.

I don't know Wen Yu's specific strength level, although the strength of spiritual power does not mean the strength - Song Shijing is the best example.

Wen Yu's spiritual strength is much weaker than Song Shijing's, maybe the strength of the two will be comparable.

"Sister Lin?"

"Huh?"

"I think the misunderstanding between you and Wen Yu ......"

"There is no misunderstanding between us," Zheng Lin whispered, "She just blames me, I also feel guilty about her in my heart, Xiaoqian, you don't know......" Her voice was more pleading, "Don't ask more." ā€

"Okay then," Mu Qian spread his hands, and didn't let it go.

It's not too big of a deal anyway.

The two sisters have one thing in common, that is, they are used to taking responsibility for themselves.

But in an instant, Mu Qian noticed something unusual.

"Sister Lin, let me ask one more thing, this is purely out of curiosity. ā€

"You ask. Zheng Lin replied with a smile, as if she was in a good mood.

Mu Qian sorted out the language: "You and Wen Yu ...... Not a mom?"

Originally, Mu Qian regretted it a little when he asked this sentence. After all, if this kind of thing is true, then he is revealing people's scars.

If it weren't for a mother, then Wen Yu and Zheng Lin would definitely have the identity of illegitimate daughters, which is not a very glorious thing, and it will definitely ......

"Yes, my mom is her aunt, and her mom is my little aunt. ā€

Zheng Lin said very casually, and his words were full of calmness.

Mu Qianzui one: ......

What the heck?

Isn't one-on-one the basic concept of love in human society? Most of the ethics and ethics are built on this basis, right?

Love, that should be very sacred, and both parties in love should have each other, that is true love......

"Two?"

"Well, two!" Zheng Lin nodded solemnly.

Mu Qian asked a very simple and somewhat idiotic question......

"Don't you fight?"

"I remember that they get along very well," Zheng Lin replied with a smile, "and they are also very affectionate, when I was a child, I often saw the three of them sleeping together......" Her smile was a little bitter, "Do you feel a little unacceptable?"

No wonder Zheng Lin and Wen Yu's father died young......

Mu Qian shrugged: "It's okay, but it feels a bit back to ancient times." ā€

"It's hard for an old family like the Wen family, which has been passed down for many years, to accept change," Zheng Lin said seriously, "and they have enough strength to defend their traditions." ā€

Mu Qian inquired: "Then you and Wen Yu mind this kind of ...... Concept?"

"What are you thinking?" said Zheng Lin's mouth with a wicked smile.

The Demon King raised his eyebrows: "I have a prospective girlfriend, don't think about it." "Even though that idiot has been missing for a few days.

"Who is thinking," Zheng Lin put down the arm he was holding, turned his back behind him, walked in front of Mu Qian, and looked at Mu Qian with a deep smile, "If you can catch up with my sister, maybe she will allow you to take a concubine." ā€

"Come on," Mu Qian saw the scene on the stairs of the hospital.

Well, if nothing else, just the pair of murder weapons can fully bear the burden of the demon princess.

"I'm very single-minded. ā€

Mu Qian is pure self-hypnosis.

"It's boring," Zheng Lin rolled her eyes.

There were lights shining from the front, and several police cars drove over quickly, and when they saw them, they began to honk.

The only reason Mu Qian sat here was to wait for the police uncle to commend and give material rewards to the citizens who bravely fought against the criminal group.

With Zheng Lin, the elite of the 'special department', and the collaborators who rushed over from the demon slayer to be present, Mu Qian quickly received a fairly generous reward.

Zheng Lin thought for a while and said directly: "This guy still has a clue, I need to follow you to the police station until the people above come to mention him." ā€

"Yes, understood!" Several police officers immediately agreed, they should know Zheng Lin's identity.

Mu Qian's eyelids jumped suddenly, as if he had some bad premonition.

"Sister Lin?"

He called out to Zheng Lin, who was about to get into the police car to escort this tiger brother together.

"What's wrong?"

"Be careful on the road and bring more people. ā€

"Yo, Xiao Qian, when did you become such a bastard. The corners of Zheng Lin's mouth outlined a charming smile, which made the surrounding police stunned.

She said, "Don't worry."

But Mu Qian was really a little relieved.